A sky-blue crystal pillar tore through the clouds, like a colossal pillar falling from the sky. Its drop point was precisely at Tang Luo's location, and at this moment, the genius whose divine spirit was being locked in place was rigid, unable to move on the spot.
The Innate Yin-Yang Grinding Mill was revolving within his body. The powerful pressure, as tangible as it was, which surged into his body was completely absorbed and crushed by the large mill formed by the two Yin-Yang Qi protecting his internal organs. This allowed Tang Luo to recover from his rigid state.
Although he had long known there would be an ambush from the Mi Clan, the sudden ferocity of it greatly took Tang Luo by surprise. Especially the sight of the old man in green standing arrogantly against the sky after the cloud layer exploded, frightened him to his core.
